Palm Technique

The midnight selection had just begun, and signs of the Imperial Guard camp slipping out of control were starting to show.

It had been less than an hour since more than thirty officers were arrested. Five highly skilled guards had mysteriously died, and not long after Vajra Tou Tuo carried away their bodies, another group of officers stormed into the tent and "rescued" the captives. Throughout the whole affair, not a single soldier nearby tried to stop them.

"They can't have gotten far. They're still hiding in the camp." Vajra Tou Tuo was furious. He looked over everyone in the Dragon King's tent, but found no evidence. "I know who they are. Before the princes come out, I'll catch every last one of them!"

Shangguan Fei had keenly sensed that the Dragon King's relationship with King Yue Yao and Tosai had completely broken down. Putting on airs, he said, "Very good. The Dragon King has heard your guarantee. Go catch them. Alas, King Yue Yao only looked away for a moment, and this happened. You should reflect on your actions."

Vajra Tou Tuo left in a huff, leaving two of his men behind to openly keep watch on the Dragon King and the others.

Gu Shenwei made no attempt to hide what he was doing. He ordered the door curtain hung up and continued "practicing his fists," as though that were the sole reason he had come to the Imperial Guard camp.

The five guards Shangguan Ru had brought were all Northerners, under Little Yanzhi's command. They eagerly took their turns, and though they had never learned any formal fist or palm routines, they immediately resorted to wrestling. The bouts were even more intense and entertaining. Their familiar, unmistakable cries drew many nearby soldiers over to watch, even blocking the